[Chorus]I'm blowin' good yeah I smoke it by the song,And when them niggas call I don't pick up my phoneNiggas acting like broads make me pick up my tone,I had a lil' time so I wrote a lil' song.Yeah this one's for you fuck niggas, fuck niggasYeah I'm talkin' bout them fuck niggas, fuck niggasYeah this one's for you fuck niggas, fuck niggasYeah I'm talkin' bout them fuck niggas, them fuck niggasYeah this one's for you

I'm high as Southwest, Jizzle when your flight land,I don't know bitch I might fly to englandHit the highway with the change, yeah the change manI dun it my way with them thangs, changed the game planHad these niggas tellin' lies, they just sound trueNigga if you had it like that I would've found youI'm tryna cash out a hundred let me get a buckBitch they'll be just like you nigga fake as fuckGet em home and they probably all sheet rockThey sellin' bullshit fuckin' up the street stockYou living mine and yours thats a double dipThat synthetic ass shit we call it double whipAnd nigga nothing beat the cross but the double crossI ran the streets and rap bitch I'mma double bossThem niggas cashed out one I sent a double offThey knocked him off halfway I took a double loss

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Let's put these niggas on the stand, now stand up and be a manRaise your hand and swear you weren't my number one fanAnd I'm still that same nigga, you still that same niggaBut at the same time, I'm starting to get bad vibesWhat I owe you sumthin' nigga, that's what you act likeI ain't like them other niggas boy, you betta act rightThe first few years of your deal ride your training wheelsAnd then you graduate and live how real niggas liveAnd I ain't dissin', naw, I ain't dissin'But when you sit back and listen, this what the rap game's is missin'I'm used to thug niggas, it's too many young niggas with.Too much of liquor, too many drugs in em, too many clicks, too much swag nigga,Too many niggas wearing tight shirts and skinnies, walking round with they ass outY'all betta cash out, gon' put your cash upBecause I'm all in and if I don't win nigga, I'mma mask up

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Hardest part of life niggas cant play they roleEverybody wanna ride the train, don't wanna pay the tollKeep it going young, boy you on a roleHoe nigga magazine, you the centerfoldYou can check the resume, nigga I'm good as goldLawn chair ass niggas all they do is foldNigga you talkin' with emotions, you emotionalYou might can get a lil' light, feelin promotionalTell me what cha see when you lookin' in the mirrorLook as this hoe as nigga, I couldn't said it clearerAnd you the same nigga that started up this jewelry gameAnd when you see him nowadays the nigga jewelry lameAin't got it by now, nigga you ain't got itAnd why you talkin' like that cause bitch you ain't bout itAnd nigga how ya doin' now, worst then beforeAnd bitch we winning over here, I've been keeping score.